"Miss Albarn."
Maka's thoughts seem to drift away from her, leaving her to reach out for them. She didn't want them to leave her. They were so dear to her right now and they oddly put her at ease. She couldn't let them leave because they were just starting to get interesting. But the fact that she didn't realize who she was thinking about made her confused. Maka was daydreaming. All she could see was a dark grey shape, which eventually changed into a decent shadow of a human, moving around before her.
"Miss Albarn?"
Maka turned around to see nothing but an endless road of white. Who was making the shadow? Was someone messing with her now? When she turned back around to face the shadow she found it pulling itself from the ground. Goosebumps covered Maka's skin but she wasn't scared. Her feet were still glued to the floor when the shadow finally stood up. She's seen the outline of this person before, it was just blurry to her in her mind. Of all times, this had to happen. Maka was dying to know who the person was.
The shadow reached behind it and pulled out another shadow. Maka had no doubt that it was a ball. Then it looked at her like it was asking for permission to fulfill it's next action. She shifted uncomfortably and slowly nodded. The shadow cocked its head and smiled. It dropped the ball and started to dribble circles abound Maka. She stood still unsure of what to do. This was her dream so she should be able to control it. But she couldn't, it took over on it own and now Maka didn't know what would happen next.
"Is she breathing?"
"Someone call Miss Marie again!"
"Maka!"
The dream disappeared. Maka snapped out of her day dream with a yelp. She didn't want it to end. Why did she have to be sucked back into reality right when the shadow opened its mouth to speak. At least Maka caught one feature, the shadow had green eyes. The eyes that connected with the smile to make the best cheshire expression, the same eyes that Maka had to deal with almost everyday. But who did they belong to?
"Yes?" Maka sighed and lifted her arm to rub her eyes. She was still a bit sleepy and the Soul and Hiro accident didn't do much to wake her up. It gave her a bit of fear and a mini headache but other than that, nothing.
Her EAT teacher and a couple of other students were crowded around her. Stein was the first one to speak. "Your eyes, they were foggy and lost every trace of life. For a moment there I thought that you were dead." He chuckled and adjusted the huge screw that was a mystery to everyone. "Well maybe you should visit Lord Death or let me examine you..."
"You're such a creep Stein." Black*Star mumbled as Maka crossed her arms in front of her. The big star had chosen the seat behind Maka today. He surprisingly dissed the fact that Tsubaki sat beside Maka every day. Maka had to be honest, she gave him props for being brave and acting unharmed after the restaurant incident.
"Ah, Black*Star. If I were you then I'd be careful with my words. Who knows, maybe you'll end up just skin and bones by the end of tomorrow. Now get your feet off the desk."
Black*Star grumbled and opened one eye. He had his legs propped up on the desk and his arms were behind him, making a great support for his head. "Was that a threat?"
"Get them off."
"And if I don't?"
"Oh, I have something in mind."
"You don't scare me Stein. Nothing can scare a guy like me." He smirked and shifted into a more comfortable position. At that moment Black*Star felt like nothing could ruin his day, but that didn't mean that something couldn't.
"Who said I would? I was talking about Sid. But Nygus would be just as pleased to see you." The doctor's words hit Black*Star hard. He felt numb for a second, a good long second. His day was not ruined completely, yet.
He slowly removed his feet from their perch and slumped down onto his desk, hiding most of his face with his arms. Maka didn't dare to turned around. She was practically doubting every move she made. The boy behind her would usually sit in the farthest seat away from her, besides when they had tests. Even if he studied for tests he still didn't pass most. But today was different. First he tells her to meet up with him and then sits by her? If they were in fact having a test then why wasn't she notified? Just give her ten minutes and she'd already covered fifteen books and a mini documentary.
Maka turned her head towards Tsubaki who was blushing terribly from under her scarf. Her eyes were wide and alert, was she acting like this because of Black*Star? Maka was sure hoping that he was acting like he was because of Tsubaki and not her.
She looked at him from the corner of her eye. It instantly connected with Black*Star's own. His eyes were the only visible feature on his face as the rest were covered by his well built arms. His gaze was soft until he realized that Maka was looking at him too. Because of that he lifted his head and whispered something to her. Maka frowned and gave him a confused look.
"I said, fuck off." He whispered again; this time a bit louder.
Maka narrowed her eyes and one twitched. Her hands curled into fists before she sighed and and turned her head back to face the board.
"Well the bell should be ringing soon. Until then enjoy yourselves. Do not leave this class until I say so and don't bother me, you just might regret it." Franken said and placed a piece of chalk down. He wiped his hands clean on his lab coat and sat down on his sewed chair. He'd be watching the students while they spoke and scurried around the room. The sight actually made Stein feel happy. To him the kids before him looked like lab rats, at least they acted like it.
"Hello Tsubaki, what happened last night?" The ash blonde and red faced girls were greeted by Kid and his two pistols. Crona was hiding behind him, waving with a slight smile.
"What do you mean? You should know most of it." Maka raised an eyebrow at the grim reaper. He had followed Hiro's orders by claiming that there was no more room in his limo. Kid was practically rich. If the damn vehicle was that small then all he had to do was snap a finger, preferably eight fingers, and he'd had a larger limo in no time. "I think you should also be asking Black*Star the same question."
"Well you see, we-" Kid started but was interrupted by Liz.
"We're sorry Maka. Seeing as you're Soul's friend then we wouldn't mind being yours too. Okay, let's start. My name is Liz Thompson, older sister of Patty Thompson," Patty waved and plastered a wide grin on her face which surprised Maka, she thought that there was no other grin that was larger than Souls. "And one of the two weapons of Death the Kid. Of course you know that Patty is the other." Liz held out a welcoming hand.
Maka stared at it doubtfully before she shook. "Nice to er... Meet you?"
Crona slid past Kid and sat in between Maka and Tsubaki. She looked at her friends before sighing. "I don't know what happened. I'm sorry Maka."
"Where's Soul and Hiro? I haven't seen them yet." Kid was the only one left standing. Liz and Patty were sitting on the desks, Liz being the one to study her nails and Patty being the one trying to get Black*Star's attention.
"Well maybe you should ask Tsubaki, Crona. Its not really my business so I have no right to tell... And for Kid, they are both in the nurses." Maka said while looking at Tsubaki. Even if she didn't see, she could still feel Black*Star gaze on her harden with every word that she said.
"For what?"
"Fighting each other."
"Again?" Kid gasped. He looked surprised, though didn't Soul always get into fights? Kid seemed eager to learn more about the fight, actually everyone was. Even Liz stopped to listen to Maka's answer.
"Yes? Hiro tackled Soul after he called me a stupid blonde. From there they fought like any other normal teenaged boys. Sid and Professor Stein pulled them away and took them to see Ms. Marie. I only stayed for a couple of minutes. Who knows what could be going on in there right now."
Kid nodded and hummed along as everything settled into his mind. "See Maka, they aren't normal boys. They attend the DWMA. Soul has the ability to transform his entire body into a weapon. Hiro is a trained meister and he carries the weapon Excalibur. As you know, Soul is most likely to keep fighting until he either reaches his limit or until he's satisfied. So now I must ask you this, was Excalibur with Hiro and was Soul either one if those two options?"
Maka thought for a moment. Soul's face was in disgust when she last saw him. There was still some rage left inside of him. "No, Excalibur wasn't. Like I said Sid and Stein pulled them apart so Soul didn't stop on his own free will."
The rest of the group sighed and Patty spoke up. "Then lets go see them! They could be beating each other senseless." The younger Thompson was still smiling while she poked Black*Star's arm with his pencil. For some reason he had staples stuck in the pencil, and... teeth marks?
"Patty!" Crona said and looked at the her. He frowned at the thought of his almost friends fighting. And what did they start fighting over anyway?
"Has anyone actually seen Hiro fight?" Maka asked. Sure she had, she had seen Soul fight before too. Many times to be honest.
"Nope. There was this one rumor that Hiro fought someone before but no one was told if he won or lost." Liz said and resumed her nail inspection.
"But he could be a excellent one. Soul's also really good so we'll have to see." Kid motioned to the door.
"Don't worry about it. Soul can beat up pretty much everyone in this prison besides me." Black*Star 's voice sounded annoyed. He was obviously in a bad mood.
"But-"
"Are you questioning me? What, you don't trust Soul to stay calm? You don't believe me?!" Black*Star was raising his voice with every sentence. With his high pitched voice, his growls sounded like they had their own special touch.
"Black*Star don't be so loud! You're attracting attention!"Maka hissed behind her. At this point Black*Star was staring holes into her soul.
"You did not just tell me what to do. Just because you're all buddy buddy with Soul now does not mean that I'll like you too!" Black*Star fussed back. Right now he was the dog and Maka was the cat. But he'd show Maka her place. Definitely not in the classroom but somewhere. Besides, he was at the top on the food chain while she wasn't. He didn't care exactly where she was, just as long as she wasn't above him.
"Black*Star just calm down." All eyes turned to the scarf covered girl. She was the oldest out of all of them and the most mature with Kid following behind her. It was shocking that Tsubaki even acknowledged the angry boy, considering that they had not even looked at one another.
Black*Star was quickly silenced. He was still focused on Maka even though his ears were open to Tsubaki. Two minutes passed before he spoke again. "Okay, fine."
'I get it. You don't want me to speak. I'm a distraction.' Those words were his thoughts, the words that he wanted to say but didn't have a chance because he was already halfway out of the door.
"Black*Star! I said not to leave yet!" Stein yelled after him, without making any movement to stop the teen. A hint of humor was somewhere in his voice.
Maka looked at her group of acquaintances and shrugged her shoulders. "Okay then? Are you going to go check on them or not?"
"Black*Star comes first..." Kid sighed and let Crona lead them down to the board. He was slightly shaking so he held onto his dress to calm himself.
"Professor? Could we go find Black*Star?" Crona was looking towards his left so he wouldn't meet the cold stare of his teacher. That was one of the many things that scared him.
Stein adjusted his glasses and looked at the group. Six little test subjects without any sense is what he'd like to call them. But apparently that was a wrong choice of words, proven by the students that he had when he joined the DWMA.
"Didn't I say not to bother me?"
"Well... T-This is really important! If we don't find him soon then he could go on a rampage!" Crona forced herself to make eye contact with the dissecting lover. It was quite impossible with the fact that she couldn't actually see them.
"But school just started, you'll be missing out on all the fun if you do so."
"Your definition of fun is hurting defenseless animals." Maka was grumbling from the sidelines.
"But I suppose. If you get in trouble then it not my fault. If you require stitches then don't come running to me, even though I'm the best doctor around."
Nodding, the boys and girls stepped out from the room. There was no telling which way Black*Star went since there were no turned over trash cans or any holes in the walls. It was obvious that they would have to split up in order to find Black*Star faster. There was no way that Maka was going to miss her lunch just because some idiot that she didn't even care for was missing. Maybe if he did some good deeds here and there then she'd care a bit.
This would be a long day for a certain bunny.
"Hello?" Maka called out to the deserted basketball court. Black*Star had asked her to meet him there but it must have been a joke.
"I don't see what's funny." She mumbled to herself and turned around. She was wasting her time and she would not stay around to find out that Black*Star planned a show that was all about him and all to see. If that was the case then Maka would just might cry.
After all, Black*Star had left school after the first class. He could have came to the basketball court to set up the show.
A swift breeze blew past her. It felt nice but it was weird. The wind wasn't blowing at all and there was no fan in sight. There is was again. This time Maka caught a glimpse a black shirt. It had to be human because she couldn't sense any kishin souls around. Just one human one.
"Who's there?"
"You're so defenseless that its pathetic." Black*Star sighed. He was perched up in a tree, crouching down on a rather thin branch.
"What... What did you want with me?" Maka gritted her teeth and held back the urge to scramble up the tree just to give Black*Star a good beating. But that would be a dream. She wouldn't be able to lay a finger on him, but a geometry book could.
"To talk about an important matter. Why else would I talk to you? It's bad enough that you're in the same atmosphere that I am right now, I wouldn't dare speak to you in public."
He was dancing on the edge of Maka's nerves now. It was a mystery to her why Tsubaki even choose to be his weapon.
"Okay one, I'm always in the same atmosphere as you, idiot! Two, we're in public right now! Get your facts straight before you speak."
"Nah, I have Ox to do that for me. He's the one who wrote that note for me." Black*Star crossed his arms after he jumped from the tree, breaking the branch in the process.
"You couldn't write a couple of words by yourself?!"
"To you? Course not! You don't deserve a god's writing. Ox has a whole book of notes and cheats for me to use, so if I have to say something to the poorest commoners then I use them."
"If you have a book of cheats then why do you fail most of your test?!" He had cheats? Maka was busting her ass off by trying to study for tests and make good grades while Black*Star was flopping his work around willy nilly and freaking laughing about it. Who did he think he was, disgracing all the hard workers? Maybe Maka wanted to cheat for once! But she really didn't.
"You're not so smart are you? I don't see why ALL of my friends decided to hang out around you. Look at me, if I answered all the questions correctly then they would have known that I cheated. Rule number 6 of cheating, keep it on a down low. Rise to expectations then drop like a weight."
Maka nodded and search around for any hidden cameras. Black*Star wasn't making any sense. This had to be a set up, he'd act like the many years of bullying and verbal abuse had never happened and try to make friends. She knew it because she had seen it in many movies and prank shows. Therefore she would not allow herself to get tricked. Plus she hated being on cameras and taking pictures of herself.
"I see. Okay bye." Maka said bluntly. She was started to walk away, swinging her arms like a happy little girl.
"Hey!" Black*Star yelled and grabbed one of her arms. He pulled her back with so much force that she stumbled backwards, fortunately she regained her balance in time. "I wasn't done yet!"
"Don't touch me!" Maka screamed back at him and yanked her arm free. She stared down at it with disgust and hurried to wipe off the invisible Black*Star germs. Gross. Black*Star stumbled back and tripped over the flat surface, landing on his bottom. The assassin quickly scrambled to his feet and looked dead straight into Maka's eyes, the other shade of green. The rarest.
"I still haven't told you the full reason that I called you down here! Look, if you can beat me at basketball then I'll let you leave with no weight on your shoulders, if you lose then you have to and I mean absolutely have to do what I'm asking for." He grumbled. The way he spoke made Maka suddenly cold to the touch. Black*Star reached behind him and pulled out a basketball. Maka guessed that he had learned her trick of hiding her books.
"As if. I know that I'm terrible at basketball already, of course I'd lose to... You." Maka sighed and stretched the last word out. "And I'm certain that this is just a joke. I'm just waiting for it to be over because I'm not laughing yet."
"Oh come on! You're just going to give up so easily? I seriously don't understand why Soul would choose you over me." He completely bypassed her second comment. Maybe it was true that the whole 'Meeting Black*Star alone at the court' thing was a joke.
She lightly nodded to answer his question. Maka wasn't actually the ideal player. Black*Star leaned his head to one side and smiled before he started to dribble the ball, he must have taken the nod as an agreement to play. He danced around in circles, trapping Maka in the center.
She had seen this before. And not to long ago. Those green eyes were unmistakable. Black*Star was the person that she had the day dream about. Why, she had no clue but she was sure that it was important. Her dreams did usual mean something bad and sometimes good. So maybe Black*Star's request was indeed a great value of importance.
"So what do you say?" Black*Star was now standing in the middle of the basketball court with the ball spinning perfectly on his finger. He had a determined grin on his face and Maka already knew that she would lose.
Maka sighed and shook her head.
"You're on!"
And she already knew that this was a really stupid idea.
Hopefully you've caught on that Maka's dreams foreshadow the future and that when Soul or Maka are close, touching, or feeling really emotional, they can hear each others thoughts.
|I DO NOT OWN SOUL EATER|
In this story Crona is identified as both she and he.
